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Wednesday, May 9, 2007

the flu didnt get a tiny bit better. in fact, worse. woke up wib puffy eyes. i'm so tired despite sleeping early. sweat through the night. feeling so hot all over. i'm falling sick. and yes, as usual. sickly brings on my temper. sorry.

went to bathe late. put on a tee n jeans then off to work. i left hm late. and yes, almost late for the transport too. =( reached office. had my everyday-da-same beehoon bfast and time for ciggies. went to the warehouse to check if everything was fine then headed back to rush for the report. but before i start doing my report, let me do some blogging first alrites? hees.

i'm sorry i said those hurtful words. i wasn't feeling my best. and i was bad in the mouth. and tired. but, i'm still on my clear stand. i am not going to be responsible for your post-issues. well, i dun see a need to. the clever way to deal wib such, i guess, is to ignore those unkind remarks.

hazel n i chatted in da trpt todae. about guys again. sacarstic bout my voice again. below is how it goes:

hazel: what kind of girls do u think guys would yearn for?
me: why? it should be us choosing them instead! haha =)
hazel: do u have a fiery temper?
me: *smile* i guess i have.
hazel: with your kind of voice, i guess all guys would give in to u.
me: i guess i'm blessed then. *giggles*
hazel: wow.. but isn't being single lacking of love? i seldom talk to my bf these days.
me: i dunoe. but i got family love. and most importantly, i'm pretty satisfied wib being single. at least i can do anything i like without needing to consider about the other half's feelings.
hazel: *smile*
me: *smile*

THE END
ciggies time. then back to projects. bleahz =)


his wifey; her mummy <3
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